I am a graduate who struggled for many years to find a job. At first i wanted the job of my qualification until hunger made me look for any kind of job, aslong as there's bread on the table.
I found a job at a mortuary after many years of struggling. I was excited when i saw that i will be earning a decent salary. The job wasn't ideal but i had no choice. I worked for a couple of months then started struggling financialy.
Black tax made me realise that the money wasn't enough. My parents were unemployed and they weren't yet at an age where they got grant. My sinlings also were not working so i had to make sure that with the little that i was earning everyone gets covered.
I couldn't even date because which woman would date a man who cant even afford himself. Plus my type were those slay queen kind of women. I started worrying about not getting employed in the field that i studied it for. I was always complaining to my mom about how I'll never be able to build her a dream house and i could see it's breaking her that I'm struggling and she felt responsible.
One day when i was just about to knock off, an elderly lady walked in and asked for some water. She looked very tired so i offered her a seat while i went to fetch the water for her. After drinking the water she gave me a piece of paper with contact numbers on them and said call this person tomorrow and all your money problems will be gone.
She gave me a hundred rand and said use this to buy airtime and bread for your family. She didn't even give me a chance to say thank you or ask questions. But honestly i was so happy because i needed the money. There was no bread at home.
When i got home i called the number on the paper. It said the number does not exist. I was so let down and hurt because i thought my problems were over. I slept early that night. Usualy i don't sleep at all because of financial burdens.
That night i dreamt of a very tall black man, insanely tall asking me why i was shouting his name so loudly. I was shocked and i said i don't even know your name. He said my name is (calling out the numbers on the paper) i asked him if the name written on the paper is really his name and he said yes.
He was annoyed. I said oh sorry sir, i got your number from some woman who said you could help me with my financial stress. It was quiet for a while. He was so tall that i couldn't even see his face. Then he said maybe i could help but there's something i need in exchange.
I asked what? He then said human tongues. I froze for a minute. He said even from de@d bodies. You have access to those. Give me those and I'll make all your money problems dissapear.
The next morning i couldn't stop thinking about the dream. When i got to work i called the number again and it still didn't exist. The most horryfying thing was that on my call the number was cleared from last night. Even that day when i called it at work, after hanging up it was cleared.
I had a terrible day at work. When i got home i was even scared of falling asleep because of the weird dream i had the previous night. I suddenly fell asleep and the dream came again. The man said you called me, have you decided what you want? I then apologised for calling him and said i won't do it.
Then he just dissapeared witjout a word. Next thing in my dream i dreamt buying a car and having a huge party. Suddenly the party changed to my wedding day. I saw my mom's face and she was so happy and proud of me. In the morning when i woke up i couldn't get over how happy my mom looked.
I went to work and while working a very beautiful young lady walked in. She was breathtaking. She asked for directions to a lodge near by. When she was about to leave she said "please borrow me your phone" then she saved her number as "my future wife" she then said "i am new in town, show me around sometime".
She was extremely beautuful you couldn't ignore such beauty, effortless beauty. I knew i needed the money from the tall man and my mind was made up. I took out the paper from the bin and i dialled and called.
That night he showed up more angrier than ever. His tone was raving with anger. I told him i was ready and what is it that i needed to do. I could hear his voice softening up. He then said bring the tongues and I'll bring you the money.
He said when you have the tongues call me, otherwise dont ever call me. When you have them put them under your bed and I'll see what to do from there. The next morning at work i made a plan to go to the fridges, it wasn't my department i worked at the front desk.
But i would be called to assist at the fridges every now and again. I got there and offered to help the guy doing make up to help because i needed a break the desk. He then said he wanted to take a smoking break. The minute he left i got inside the cold room and picked a random body and cut off its tongue and rushed back to continue with make up.
I had the tongue wrapped in newspaper in my pocket. He got back and i went to the front desk. I was very jumpy all day that day. I couldn't wait for knock off time. When i got home i put the tongue under my bed as instructed.
The next morning when i woke up i looked under the bed and i found a few hundreds. I counted and it was R1900. I didn't have any money so that was going to make a huge difference. But i was a bit uncomfortable at the fact that someone was in my room and i didn't hear a thing.
I got ready for work and before i left i gave my mom R900 to buy food just until month end. I saw a sense of relief and i could tell how much that meant to her. I had a happy mom so i was definitely going to have a happy day.
When i got to work i called"my future wife" i asked to take her out for dinner and she agreed. After work we met and i could see that she was dissapointed that i wasn't driving. But she had her own car so i was embarrassed that she had a car and i didn't.
We got to the restaurant and i was shocked at her expensive taste. The dinner cost R1000. I only had R900. I used R100 for transport and my lunch. She luckily paid the remaining R100 and i could see the disappointment and embarrassment on her face.
She dropped me off at home. A while later o tried calling her and she didn't pick up. She was not even replying to my messages. I knew i messed up. The next morning i woke up very early because i wanted to get to work before everyone else. I was two hours early.
I got there and cut out 10 tongues and hid them far where no one could find them. I waited for everyone to knock off and leave and i went to get the tongues only to find a lot of money there instead. I was too excited to even worry about the tall man always watching me.
I called the girl and left her messages begging her to give me another chance. She still wasn't replying though. I had R19 000 on me so i really was at a happy place. Since she wasn't replying i thought maybe if i could send her a pic of the money she will reply. I did exactly that and she replied by saying I'm outside your gate.
That was rather too quick. But i was again too excited to question such. I took R5000 from the money and gave it to her. Money is indeed happiness. She ki$$ed me and started being sweet and all. I was concentrated at her beauty. Then we said our goodbyes and i went to bed.
In the morning i gave my mom R5000. I told her i got a promotion at work so our money problems are over. I asked dad to draw a sketch of his dream house and we would discuss it after work.
I arrived at work and realised that no one noticed that tongues were being cut and i knew i needed more tongues because i promised my parents a house and i also needed a car. From there on it started being an everyday job and my relationship was getting stronger. I was hardly at home.
I was always with my girlfriend, living our best lives. I started drinking a lot and getting to work tired and sleepy. My parents house project had taken off. I also bought a car so life was exactly what I've always prayed for.
Cutting tongues was now my thing and i enjoyed it more than my actual work. I was losing focus even on my actual work. My girlfriend was the highlight of my life. I managed to finshi mu parents house.
But i got fired from work because of my late arrivals. I no longer had access to my side hustle and my girlfriend was acting some type of way. I then decided to break into the mortuary when my money got dry.
I got arrested and now no company will ever hire me. My girlfriend dissapeared into thin air. But while in jail i dreamt of her and the tall man walking together, i tried talking to them but they ignored me. I have every reason to believe they work together.
I've brought shame to my family and i am now enduring the life of shame every single day.
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